There is so much that I passed by,
so much I could have given,
had I not believed the lie
that life rewards the driven.
I followed pride with head unbowed
and the road swept past forsaken,
its grace ignored, till God allowed
my fall, and bid my heart awaken.
With face to ground, I beheld
the fragile beautiful flower
and in its radiance was compelled
to count each haughty wasted hour.
Tears dim my aching backward glance;
oh, God, when I'm with you...a second chance?
If there is any kind of memorial for me, please play this, and NOTHING else. It's Patrick Doyles' Memoriae Tuae from Sgt. Stubby: An American Hero.
I am so tired of fighting.
Martis nec gladius, belli nec ignis impiger
vivim monumentum umquam memoriae tuae consumet
"Nor Mars' quick sword nor his fire shall burn
the living record of your memory."
Thanks to Carol Ashby, Blessed Are The Pure Of Heart is back on Kindle, and will be available in paperback soon.
Friends are everything. I couldn't have done it.
Below are my recent releases on Kindle -please excuse their presence in the body of the blog. I haven't the energy to get them up as 'buttons' in the sidebar. You can click on the covers to go to the Amazon links.